Untitled IV

I thought our souls were intertwined
- So quickly the connection was severed
No longer do I feel aligned
- Only to learn it was a mistaken endeavor
Like an extremity that’s been amputated
- Trying to learn how to be whole
I hoped our union was fated
- Breaking free to release control
Placing my heart on parole
- Gone are the ties that bind
I now look inward to my soul
- And look to see what I can find
Freedom has a quiet ring
- Though often fought for vigilantly
What will this new freedom bring?
- By myself I contemplate quietly
No longer questioning my enigma
- For it is much less intoxicating
Being left with only the stigma
- No longer to lay in waiting